Matt still sat in the dark on the sofa. She came around the kitchen counter and approached him. His head lolled against the back against the sofa and his eyes were closed. She leaned down to peer into his face. Steady breathing indicated he’d fallen asleep. She reached to touch his face--something she’d dreamed of doing for fifteen years--but she pulled back, unwilling to awaken him. His face was drawn and haggard. Dark stubble covered his chin, and his full lips looked dry.Penny had dreamed of many things over the past fifteen years but having Matt fall asleep on the couch in her apartment was not one of them. Somehow, her fantasies had always involved the bedroom. She returned to the kitchen and turned off the coffee maker, then headed for the bedroom closet to pull a blanket down from the upper shelf. She returned to the living room and covered Matt. Though she longed to creep up onto the couch and lay her head in his lap while he slept, she resisted the insane urge and returned to the bedroom, shutting the door behind her.
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